Peter was silent on the drive back into town, his jaw clenching and unclenching as he looked at the road. Something had occurred to him-or startled him-as he’d kissed her, and she wondered what it was. He glanced over at her several times, smiling, before returning his attention back to the road, and she felt a slow excitement build as they neared
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They're going into this with with their eyes open and knowing to the best of their ability that they want this as much as the other does.
This definitely was the icing on my last day of term! Thanks!
PS. do you think the bathrobe could sneak into a ficlet?
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Exactly--this is more than a tumble, more than just physical, for both of them. Granted, Peter realizes *exactly* what it is, for him, now; Rose, well--she's still working it out.
do you think the bathrobe could sneak into a ficlet?
*envisions the bathrobe sneaking out of the wardobe and wreaking havoc somewhere in the house*
I don't see why not ;)
Congratulations on surviving term!
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*Pictures bathrobe with its own slippers, tiptoeing around*
It's early and this is where my brain goes.
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My brain goes straight to Real Genius, and bunny slippers. So I think we're about in the same place, mentally ;)
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Help! My mind has fallen in the gutter, and it can't get out!
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Dare I ask?
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I'm tired, and I'm punchy. It's better not to.
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